I know that a lot of people think that they are weird. That we all believe that we have strange thoughts that nobody else has, and that if we express these thoughts and desires, we’ll be labeled as freaks and outcasts.
Thank God for the internet so all of us freaks can band together now, eh?
Please let that first paragraph be a warning, a cautionary tale that the following, which has been rolling around in my head these last few days, certainly goes under the weird category. Now would be a good time to leave and go wash the cat, or something like that.
So, now that everyone has left, here I go:
I was wondering the other day about the fact that I eat a lot of food that has color to it. Lots and lots of color. I’ll spare you a breakdown of my diet, but sufficient it to say, it’s got color to it.
But, when it all that stuff comes out, it’s brown.
Like, where did all that color go to? Is it backing up, somewhere in my colon, waiting to burst out? Am I going to shit a huge rainbow some day, like a cascade of skittles shooting out of my ass?
Inquiring minds want to know….
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